beneath the sands and grinding stones
a sound was heard within
in misty spells of roaring flame
he forged a mighty ring
in ashen fire thus he come forth
striding along the plain
to bear to all his mighty quest
engulf it all in pain
his words was heard from every place
his name unspoken though
his fortress of a highest glare
of never ending woe
and yet to all who dares to go
a blakened journey long
beneath a darkened smokey cloud
was heard a rumbling song
in middle earth of shadows lare
where all has come to fear
the palest colors were ever here
river fires and mere
the ruling lord of baradur
an eye on brimming fire
but though his might was ever feared
he lost it all in war
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